Montras [English translation]

I walk the pavement

I stumble among the crowld

I go down the avenue

And the whole city wave their hands

I go in the street, by foot, and people pass by...

in a hurry and speaking,... the river is right across

Gulls fly in the horizon

Only your love is so real

Only your love...

Shop windows, streets...

and the rush...

doesn't cease at the traffic light

Thousand people

crossing, in the real life,...

disappointments, emigrants, gypsies...

Simply a normal day...

As normal as the breeze that blows from the river...

at the nightfall...

...in Lisbon, anyway

Só o teu amor…

People that pass by...

of whom peace is stolen

People that inflate

the rows of unemployed

Sellers, policemen, stands, newspapers

As ships that sail so close to me,...

full of people,...

leaving the quay

Só o teu amor…